MRS. TERENCE: I said, "That murderer's been at 'im," I said, "and it's the next victim." I did!
NURSE: So you would! Just like the pictures…. 'Old your 'ead up, love.
MRS. TERENCE (as NURSE LIBBY supports DAN'S head):
Got a nice face, 'asn't he?
NURSE: Oh, yes!… (As DAN'S eyes flicker) Shh, he's coming to…. DAN opens his eyes and looks at her.
Welcome back to the land of the living!
MRS. TERENCE: Thought the murderer'd got you! A pause. DAN stares, then sits up abruptly.
DAN: How long I been like that?
NURSE: We picked you up ten minutes ago, and I'd say it was twenty minutes before that, roughly-like, that you passed away.
MRS. TERENCE: Passed away, don't frighten the boy!… Whatever come over you, dear?
DAN: I dunno. Felt sick, I think. (Recovering himself) Say no more about it, eh? Don't like swinging the lead…. (His head in his hand.)